Not long after Umbridge promulgated the new education order, new rumors spread in the school. Their divination professor Trelawney was actually detained in school for observation.
Many students were very surprised that the old liar was placed on probation instead of outright expulsion.
Some people say that Umbridge is afraid that Professor Trelawney's prophecy will come true and tries to decipher the prophecy in this way. Others say that Umbridge has not yet found a divination professor who can replace Trelawney.
In short, their Divination professor is still working at Hogwarts.
As soon as the news spread in the school, some students questioned Trelawney's prophecy, believing that the original prophecy was indeed a trick used by an old liar to avoid being expelled.
However, Professor Trelawney did not seem to care about these things and continued to teach her students, completely unaffected by the gossip outside.
All right!
It is obviously false to say that Professor Trelawney was not affected. Her mentality was slightly broken. Fortunately, she had a sedative to help stabilize her mood, allowing her to always remain calm in front of the students.
"Umbridge hasn't found the right person yet."
In the divination class, Trelawney did not shy away from mentioning that she was detained for observation, and said to everyone in an extremely calm tone, "You may not know that the British magical community is good at divination, and it complies with the requirements of the Ministry of Magic."
There is not a single wizard who requested it. They can't just find a wizard who doesn't understand divination to give you a divination class, otherwise the Ministry of Magic will become a laughing stock, although the Ministry of Magic is almost becoming a laughing stock now."
"Professor, who do you think will become the new Divination Professor?"
"It's not human anyway." Professor Trelawney didn't want to mention this matter. She hated centaurs.
"Ghost?"
"No, you will know later."
"Maybe there will be a vampire."
"A few days ago, I saw the new education order again. I heard that Umbridge successfully prevented Dumbledore from forming his army with the help of that thing." Professor Trelawney opened the "Dream Interpretation Guide" and looked at the corner.
Harry Potter, who was snickering with Ron, said: "Don't snicker Potter, you won't be able to laugh anymore soon."
"What?" Harry was a little dazed and didn't understand why he was lying on his back.
"You will be suspended soon." Trelawney looked away and said, "Turn to page 32 of the book."
"Professor, do you predict that Porter will be suspended?" Parvati Patil asked curiously.
"Prophecy, so to speak." Professor Trelawney said casually: "As we all know, Harry Potter is notorious in the British Ministry of Magic, second only to your Principal Dumbledore, and Umbridge is now notorious
The issuance of a new education order shows that the guy is planning to use the education order to do something. The Quidditch match is approaching recently. As long as these things are combined, it is not difficult to guess who Umbridge wants to target. So Potter, you have to
Be careful."
The students in the Divination classroom all began to whisper, feeling that what the old liar said made sense, and they all looked sideways at Harry, as if Harry would really be banned by Umbridge.
"Okay, turn to page 32 of the "Dream Interpretation Guide", we..." Professor Trelawney began to teach everyone a divination lesson.
During lunch, Hermione heard Harry and Ron mention what happened in the Divination class, and she couldn't help but frown and asked: "Is this really what the old liar said?"
"Yes, she did say that." Harry took a bite of the sandwich in his hand, looked at Hermione who was a little abnormal, and asked in confusion, "Is there any problem, Hermione?"
"Didn't you say she was an old liar?" Ron was also very different. He also thought Hermione would dismiss Trelawney's prophecy.
"No, it's different now." Hermione put down the piece of bread. She always felt that someone was playing tricks on the old liar's side. At least her current behavior was too abnormal.
"What's different?" Harry thought Hermione might know something.
To be honest, he is actually very annoyed by this kind of thing. They always make things mysterious on purpose. I really don't know what they are thinking.
"I remember you hated her," Ron muttered.
"I just think she's a real liar." Hermione really didn't like Trelawney.
"Albert admits that she has prophecy abilities," Harry reminded. If he hadn't personally experienced Professor Trelawney's prophecies, Harry wouldn't actually want to believe it.
"Albert is also good at lying." Hermione quickly wiped away the slice of bread smeared with blueberry jam in her hand.
"I don't think he likes to lie."
In Harry Potter's impression, Albert was not a person who liked lying, because most of the time he would refuse directly instead of lying.
The only shortcoming of that guy that irritated Harry was that he was always mysterious.
"No, that's because you don't know which of his words is a lie."
Harry and Ron both looked at Hermione with surprised eyes, as if it was hard to imagine that Hermione would actually say what she just said.
"Because he rarely lies, you don't know whether he has lied at all." Hermione got herself some more boiled potatoes, and after noticing the gazes of Harry and Ron, she explained: "Don't be like this.
Look at me, I didn’t say these words.”
"What's wrong with you Angelina?" Harry looked at Angelina who was walking towards her with a gloomy face.
"The application to reorganize the Quidditch team is stuck, and Umbridge said she still has to consider it." Angelina said angrily: "Toad allows the Slytherin Quidditch team to continue activities, but our application is still pending."
Should you consider it?"
"Perhaps, you can consider telling Toad that Potter is not on the team. I think she won't have to think about it again." Harry was not impressed that Umbridge would target the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
Surprisingly, that guy often targeted him. Even though Harry had restrained himself, he was still an eyesore in the eyes of some people.
Harry actually knew that Toad wanted to find an opportunity to expel him, break his wand, and drive him out of Hogwarts. However, since Dumbledore was still there, she really couldn't find a suitable reason.
"I have already gone to see Professor McGonagall." Angelina comforted her. "The professor said she would take care of this matter."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I dare say Professor McGonagall can't convince Umbridge, unless she lets Dumbledore..." Harry's eyes followed someone in the distance who made him unappetizing
The guy faced me and looked away in disgust.
"It seems that the Gryffindor team cannot continue its activities." Malfoy raised the corner of his mouth slightly and deliberately raised his voice, hoping that everyone could hear clearly, "Umbridge asked the Slytherin Quidditch team to continue its activities. No
If there are any obstacles, because she knows my dad very well, and the Gryffindor Quidditch team is probably going to be disbanded."
"You are so disgusting." Angelina glanced at Malfoy and said sharply.
"You shouldn't pay attention to him. It's just Mr. Ferret's incompetent rage." Harry took out a bottle from his pocket, poured himself a tranquilizer and threw it into his mouth. After swallowing it, he looked at Malfoy with contempt.
, "Those losers from the Slytherin team have never beaten us on the Quidditch pitch, so they have to find another way now. Am I right, Mr. loser?"
"how dare you……"
Malfoy's eyes were fixed on Harry, with a malicious light shining in his eyes.
"According to my limited recollection, the Slytherin Quidditch team has still not beaten the Gryffindor team since I entered school." Harry turned to ask Ron beside him: "I should remember correctly.
Bar?"
"No." Ron couldn't help but laugh out loud, "If you didn't tell me, I really didn't notice that only losers would helplessly and angrily say that they are not losers."
"What are you talking about Weasley?" Malfoy glared at Ron fiercely.
"Don't be angry, Ron is just telling the truth. It seems that he accidentally hit your pain point." Harry patted Ron on the shoulder and said, "Let's not continue to irritate him. You see, Mr. Trash is almost ashamed."
Buried his face in his butt."
Hahaha!
A series of laughter echoed across the Gryffindor table.
"I'm more curious about how he buried his face in his butt."
"Harry, let's go."
Hermione reminded Harry to stop, as it would be easy to suffer a loss against Slytherin now, and Umbridge was eager to seize Harry's advantage.
"Goodbye trash."
Ron finished eating the food on his plate and walked away with Harry and Hermione.
Malfoy looked at the three people leaving with hatred in his eyes. Next to him, Goyle and Crabbe clenched their fists and followed Malfoy out of the hall, preparing to give Harry a lesson.
As soon as they entered the hall, Malfoy pulled out his wand and cursed Potter.
However, Malfoy's sneak attack was unsuccessful, and a hole was blown out of the wall by the spell.
The slight explosion instantly attracted the attention of other students around him.
"What!"
When Harry heard the voice and turned his head, he saw Malfoy holding up his wand, and subconsciously pulled out his wand to prevent Malfoy from sneak attack.
"No magic is allowed in the corridors. I remember you are the prefect of Slytherin."
A familiar voice sounded in the foyer. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Albert walking towards this direction with an expressionless face.
"Put away your wand and follow me to see Snape." Albert frowned and said to the students watching the excitement around him: "Don't crowd here, they are all scattered."
"Didn't you hear what I said? Put away your wand, and you, Potter, don't let me see who is using jinxes randomly in the castle." Albert glared at Malfoy, "I need to catch you.
Will I go with you?"
"No need." Malfoy stared at Albert with his whole body trembling, his lips trembling, and he didn't know what he was mumbling.
"If you want to curse me to death, I suggest you speak louder, I didn't hear you clearly." Albert's calm words caused a burst of laughter.
"Who knows where Snape is?"
"Professor Snape is eating in the great hall," Hermione reminded.
"Remember, don't cause trouble for me. Even if you want to cause trouble, don't do it under my eyes." After Albert warned Harry and Ron, he was going to take Malfoy to the hall to find Snape.
"What are you doing here?"
Umbridge's voice came from the end of the corridor. Malfoy seemed to have heard the savior's voice and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and stared at Albert with hateful eyes.
Everyone looked in the direction of where the sound came from, and saw Umbridge walking towards this direction with a fake smile on her face.
People had disgusted expressions on their faces, knowing that Malfoy would escape death.
"Mr. Malfoy was using jinxes randomly in the corridor, and I was planning to take him to Snape." Albert said calmly, looking at the toad with a fake smile on his face.
"Mr. Anderson, according to education..." Before Umbridge could finish her words, her foot suddenly slipped and she fell to the ground, making a loud noise.
"The ground is very slippery in this weather. Walk slowly." Albert looked at Umbridge who had fainted and couldn't help but shook his head and said, "It's the first time I've ever seen someone knock himself out. Who can help me?"
Send her to the school hospital."
As he said that, Albert took out his wand from his pocket, waved it lightly, and conjured a stretcher out of thin air. He placed Umbridge who had fallen unconscious on it, looked around at the stunned students, and looked at Ron and Hermione.
Said: "Please help me send her to the school hospital."
"Us?" Ron asked, raising his hand and pointing blankly at himself.
"Of course it's you. You are the prefects here. If you don't go, who will?"
"That's enough. I can even knock myself out when I walk. Everyone likes to cause trouble for me." Albert turned to look at Malfoy, who was also stunned, "Let's go, how long do you want to stand here?
.”
In full view of everyone, Albert led Malfoy towards the teacher's desk.
"Albert, what's the matter?" Professor McGonagall put down her knife and fork and looked at Albert and Malfoy behind her.
"I'm looking for Snape." Albert nodded slightly towards Professor McGonagall, then turned to the Potions Professor and said, "We'd better find a place to talk."
Snape glanced at Malfoy and then at Albert, his face gradually darkened, and he swallowed back his original sentence of "that's enough here".
The three of them walked into the cubicle next to the hall under everyone's gaze.
"Tell me what it is." Snape said coldly, looking very dissatisfied with Albert's attitude.
"Mr. Malfoy used a curse to sneak attack Mr. Potter in the corridor." Albert ignored Snape's gloomy expression and said softly, "I remember he was the prefect of Slytherin."
"Is what he said true, Mr. Malfoy?" Snape glared at Malfoy fiercely.
"Potter insulted me first." Malfoy said through gritted teeth.
"I don't want to worry about those bad things between you and Potter." Albert interrupted impatiently, "As a prefect, you took the lead in violating the rules and attacking students. This is an extremely bad thing."
"That's my student." Snape glared at Albert angrily, "Wheel..."
"I know," Albert ignored the angry Snape and interrupted rudely: "That's why I brought him to you instead of Dumbledore."
"I don't care what punishment your dean gives you. Copy all the education orders that Umbridge has hanging outside ten times and give them to me tomorrow. I hope this will help you get rid of this bad habit." Albert said coldly.
Staring at Malfoy: "Don't forget, you don't want to know the consequences of forgetting."
"Are you threatening my students?" Snape's cheeks were almost completely twisted with anger, and Albert Anderson no longer took him seriously.
"If your prefect takes the lead in violating school rules and attacking students, I highly doubt that he is a prefect or a villain trying to imitate a dark wizard." Albert exuded an aura that was no weaker than Snape's, "You have to know,
I am standing here talking to you about this matter, not outside. And I can see further than you, know what he will do in the future, and educate your students well, do you understand Severus?
Snape?"
"If you have a problem with me, go find Dumbledore and talk to me."